Yep, still in “counting the hours” mode.

Last Sunday I came off a 10 day bender that many could relate to: a 545am beers, a six pack by noon, a few tall boys by dinner, and polish off with a few imperials IPAs into a drunken sleep. All in, probably 30-40 units per day.

The first few days really sucked. Throwing up, sweating through the sheets, pins and needles on my arms, and a colossal headache. Most of those have gone away thankfully.

I’ve yet to see much physical improvement but my face feels less puffy. I think those may come later.

I’ve tried quitting before and this is serious attempt #4. I came to the realization that this disease will kill me if I don’t.

Here’s to continuing to count the hours.